Diluc crossed his arms and looked calm.
It is actually very rare for the cult to attack ordinary people.
I don’t quite know why, but the cult always likes to create a big group.
They have no interest in making any plans specifically for ordinary people. Generally speaking, unless ordinary people are involved, they will not deliberately harm ordinary people.
Mondstadt is not the only one who cannot protect his own people.
With the sect's ability to hide and run away, coupled with their strength, they can always seize the opportunity as long as they are willing.
Places like Mondstadt and Liyue Port are indeed heavily guarded, but I am going to the wilds to catch a few random people in a rural place. I dare you to ask, what can you do?
Unpreventable.
When they started in Mondstadt, Diluc had already noticed the problem.
Ordinary people are only worth that much, and the cult's use of kidnapping them is very limited.
That night, Diluc had already noticed that they definitely wanted to use ordinary people to kidnap Qin.
The owner of the winery turned around and wiped the glasses on the counter all night long. After wiping the glasses and wiping the counter, he didn't stop what he was doing until daybreak.
It's not that he thought of a solution to the problem, it was mainly that if he continued to work, he would have no choice but to make Charles the bartender lose his job and take on the job himself.
If the cult is shameless and just attacks ordinary people, then there is really nothing they can do.
Just can't prevent it.
If Falgar does not go on an expedition, the Knights of the West Wind will not be able to defend everyone in Mondstadt.
What's more, Falga has already left.
This is a gap in hard power, and it really cannot be solved by any plan or arrangement.
Diluc knew very well that Qin would definitely fall for this trick.
When the time comes, just throw in two or three pieces of bloody clothes or simply send two heads back. Qin will immediately have to fight with all the Zephyr knights who stop her from sending the heads, and then insist on sending the heads.
She's a sucker for this and can't stop her.
It couldn't stop the Order from arresting the Monds, nor could it stop the Order from threatening Qin with the Monds, nor could it stop Qin from doing this.
Why don’t so many fools use such a useful method?
Because fools are all taken into consideration.
They used this trick to threaten Qin, but Qin would not accept threats. She would immediately declare war on Zhidong.
Jean is kind, not stupid.
She would not fall into this strange circle of fighting between the Knights of the West Wind and the Fools at all, but directly escalate the situation into a war between Mondstadt and Solstice.
If the matter gets serious, the foolish behavior of the people will only bring trouble to themselves.
The Order has nothing to fear from the same thing.
They have no tails, and everyone knows that they are an evil organization.
If you do bad things, you are an evil organization. If you stop doing bad things, you are an evil organization planning to do something big. In short, you must have a plan.
It can only be said that I am a barbarian. What else do you have to say?
Ah, yes, yes, you win, your whole family wins.
Diluc saw this unscrupulous trick, Kaia also saw it, Qin and Lisa both saw it.
However, the two brothers could only think about it in the tavern for one night. The librarian almost slept in the library, the acting head sighed all night, and the nun who was off work sat on the top of the church to watch the sunrise.
They all saw it and there was nothing they could do.
The turning point came suddenly.
Diluc looked at the young Grass God with a very satisfied expression.
This problem has always been there, but it cannot be solved.
Until a few days ago, a bard led a little girl to the tavern.
Diluc didn't even bother to speak. He pointed at the door to signal the other party to come out quickly.
The bard didn't even look like he was an adult, let alone bringing a little girl with him. No matter how free Mondstadt was, he couldn't let such a person drink freely.
"My devout believer, rejoice! In front of you is the wind god Barbatos himself——"
Wendy winked and her expression was quite funny: "Are you shocked? Are you so shocked that you want to cry? How about finally meeting the god you serve? Are you very touched?"
Diluc thought for a moment, "Guest, the price of pretending to be a wind god in Mondstadt is very serious."
He crossed his arms, with a look that couldn't be said to be contemptuous, but rather cold: "Besides, I remember you, bard."
"You haven't repaid the credit card you borrowed from the tavern. May I ask, Lord Fengshen, how you plan to repay the money?"
The young girl following behind looked at the poet in surprise.
Even Wendy, who was as thick-skinned as she was, collapsed at this sight.
He can be shameless in front of many people, and these people don't know his identity anyway.
He can even be shameless in front of the Monds who know his identity. Anyway, Barbatos has sheltered them for so long, and the God of Wind is such a free god.
Only my colleagues...actually, that's it.
I even sang to him on his birthday. Although he doesn’t seem to remember it now, we have friendship and are friends.
If they are friends, it doesn't matter if they are a little embarrassed.
"Hey?" Wendy touched the hat on her head, "But I am really the God of Wind. You believe me, you have to believe me!"
"That's enough, Barbatos." Nacida held her forehead and sighed, "A free god, a free city."
"I have no intention of interfering with your rule. If you think this is the best choice for Mondstadt, then I will respect it."
"But I have something to do here, and you should be a little more serious."
Do not interfere with the rule of other gods.
For a long time in the past, Nacida thought that she was an unqualified god.
He once ruled Meru, and He was the perfect God at that time.
But after falling asleep, he lost his strength and wisdom, and was simply unable to handle various affairs as effortlessly and perfectly as in the past.
After Nasida restarted the game, she wanted to ask her former colleagues for their experience in governing.
But now that he saw the lazy Wendy, he still felt that he might as well get Rama back and let Rama help him.
We can't count on these colleagues... It's not necessarily true. Maybe Mondstadt's freedom and their free gods are actually special circumstances? The gods of other countries may not be like this.
No, these two people, an underage drunkard and a little girl, are they gods?
Diluc's eyes narrowed slightly.
Kaia, who was sitting in the shadows, touched her chin.
He wanted to cause some problems, but if he was really a god and he went up there with a playful smile, something might really happen.
Zundu and fake toot?
"There are records from Vanessa within the Knights. She did describe the wind god's habit of wandering around Mondstadt in the form of a teenager."
"A good drinker, likes poetry, has a lazy temperament, and doesn't seem to like taking responsibility."
But in fact, they never shy away from their responsibilities.
He just doesn't like to be in front of the stage. Once the people of Mondstadt need help, Barbatos will usually give guidance and teach the people how to solve the troubles, rather than solving the troubles on behalf of the people.
Diluc felt the pressure.
"Are you really the god of wind and grass?"
If it were just the God of Wind, to be fair, Diluc wouldn't really feel any pressure.
Anyone who finds out that Fengshen actually owes an alcoholic who still has debts in his own tavern will not feel any pressure.
This bard named Wendy is a Mondstadt who has recently returned to the city of Mondstadt - he looks like a pure Mondstadt at first glance, and his aura of freedom is clearer than any Mondstadt.
He sang poetry so well that Charles would occasionally invite him to perform at a tavern for a fee.
Although Charles would not sell him wine, Wendy could not stand it and said directly to the drinkers, if you think my performance is enough to entertain you, you can just give me wine.
After a while, Charles actually wouldn't care about this matter.
To be fair, if you watch someone who is not allowed to drink drink in front of you every day, Charles doesn't really care.
Wendy's normal operation is to exchange performances for wine. Of course, the tavern also allows credit, especially for an outstanding bard like Wendy.
As for running away without paying back the money... I can only say that there are really not many people like Teyvat at the moment.
After all, this is a theocratic society. Under theocratic rule, people still respect things like oaths and contracts very much.
The wind god is like that, but the grass god...
Diluc looked away.
In fact, it's almost the same.
This small-style girly god is indeed not very intimidating.
"Anyway, that's what happened." Wendy took a bottle of wine from the counter.
After his identity was exposed, he didn't care at all. "I knew Mond was in trouble, so I invited the God of Grass to handle it on my behalf."
"You have to believe in Him. Little Lucky Grass King's ability is quite powerful."
very nice.
After the identity of the god is exposed, he can drink unscrupulously in front of insiders.
The key is that God came from afar to solve the problem on his behalf.
How wonderful.
"What about you?" Diluc didn't know what to say for a moment.
But he did believe that this should really be the incarnation of Barbatos.
This is how Vanessa recorded it. If it was exactly the same as the weirdness Vanessa recorded, then Diluc would admit it even if he was deceived.
It's just a little drink money, nothing.
"Me? I will give you corresponding guidance later." Wendy gave a thumbs up with a bright smile, "I believe you will be able to solve the problem."
Kaia: Huh?
Diluc: Huh?
Nasida: Oh!
"Don't look at me like that," Wendy gestured with her eyes to Nasida, "It is the responsibility of the seven rulers of the world to divide the world and rule one-seventh of it each."
“People need to take responsibility in order to have certain rights.”
"Similarly, gods must also perform their divine duties in order to accumulate divine power."
"but I······"
He stopped at a subtle point.
"But you are a careless person, so our God of Wind is actually not powerful. I can understand it this way." Diluc's face was expressionless.
"Yes, that's it." Wendy's words revealed a "you are so smart" flavor.
Although Diluc's expression just turned colder.
Nacida hesitated for a moment, but did not expose Wendy's story.
If the power of the Seven Consuls must rely on performing priestly duties to become stronger, then what about the demonic power you had before you became the Seven Consuls?
This is your own thing. You can’t lose its power just because you haven’t used it for a long time, right?
But Wendy's attitude was obvious enough.
Qianfeng may have told him something, so he wasn't nervous at all, and he was even able to make fun of himself.
"Barbatos has an idea..."
The sound of someone opening a bottle of wine temporarily interrupted the conversation.
"He may have his own ideas." Nasida pursed her lips, "But since He has this attitude, you can only wait and wait for Him to have further plans."
"We can wait, but some people may not be able to wait any longer." Diluc looked at the god, "So, Your Majesty the Crown of Grass God, what do you need us to do?"
Regardless of whether he was showing off or something else, since Barbatos was here, Diluc was not worried that Nasida might bully the small.
But even so, he still had to maintain the greatest respect for the gods.
Not necessary for Wendy.
"My great sage disappeared. When I came back from World Tree, my contract with him guided me to Mondstadt."
Nasida explained: "I have read the souls of the Fools, and they have not taken any large-scale actions recently."
Except stealing the heart of God.
But this had nothing to do with Rama, and Nasita did not mention it.
Reading souls?
Nasida's words caused the expressions of the two people present to change.
Stubborn people always want to become lone heroes with various plans. They don't trust anyone except themselves.
And Nacida is the nemesis of these people.
The plan is completely within His sight, and stubbornness is unnecessary.
Diluc and Kaia glanced at Wendy, with the same look of joy on their faces.
Very well, although our God is somewhat out of tune, only we know that He is out of tune.
"It's not the Fools. In the land of Mondstadt, and it's not the Knights of the West Wind, then the only methods left are the methods of the Order."
Nacida briefly divided the problem.
Even though Mondstadt is the home of the Knights of the West Wind, He still chose to put the Fools before the Knights of the West Wind.
Diluc didn't object.
This is half good news.
The god of Sumeru personally rushed to Mondstadt, which shows the value of this great sage to the god of grass.
Although according to various information, the great sage of Sumeru does not seem to be a good person, as long as he does not harm Mond's interests, his quality is actually insignificant.
What's more, their current "partner" is God.
Cooperation guaranteed by Barbatos.
They breathed a sigh of relief, and so did Nacida.
If there is no problem with memory, the predecessor of the sect was the destroyed Kanria.
Kanria is a very difficult enemy, and Nacida doesn't want to break in alone and end up getting killed.
This situation is just right.
The cult is carrying out a conspiracy against Mondstadt. Although he came with a purpose, he is still an ally of Barbatos.
Because He wants to save people and Barbatos and there is no conflict of interest. This is the basis for cooperation.
It’s just... Why does this method seem familiar?
Nacida frowned.
Illusion.
Who doesn’t know how to use this method?
Wendy also explained the problem. It was nothing more than bullying the little girl named Qin who had a strong sense of responsibility.
Anyone who knows this information can try it.
The so-called familiarity should be the reason why this method is too common.
illusion!
With Wendy's assurance, Nacida still chose to show off her power as the God of Grass, so Diluc confirmed Nacida's identity, thoroughly confirming that this alcoholic poet was really the wind god of Mondstadt.
The identity of the Wind God needs to be proved by the identity of another god...
Diluc finally just sighed, and then told the bartender Charles who came after him that he would give the bard unlimited credit in the future.
The wine industry is Mond's pillar industry, and Diluc, as the owner of Morningside Winery, is the only leader of the Mond wine industry.
With the incarnation of the wind god's drinking capacity, allowing him unlimited access would not cause any trouble to the winery.
As for why Wendy should be given such authority...
Even if you think your own God is unreliable, how can you not favor Him?
After all, Barbatos is the god who gave freedom to the people and protected Mondstadt many times.
"Even though they knew that Barbatos was a bit weird, they still chose to worship him."
Nasida thought thoughtfully, "Sure enough, Azar and the great sages of the past have indeed deserved their death."
The fact that Barbatos has not lost his divine power cannot be ruled out.
But Diluc's actions were not out of fear, he really felt the protection of the wind god.
The same thing happened to Nasida. After correcting history, she inherited the past of the Great Ci Tree King. The symbol of the story became [The God of Grass lost all his power and memory in order to protect Xumi, and then the people protected by him Rejection and imprisonment].
This is a worse choice than the plot.
In the plot, Nasida and the Great Merciful Tree King are separated. As far as Xumi is concerned, although the Little Lucky Grass King had the identity of the god of grass at the time, he actually never did anything for Xumi.
Rejecting the God of Grass for his incompetence and then imprisoning the God of Grass, these actions can only be described as disrespectful.
In the overlapping situation, Nacida was naturally kind to Xumi. Doing this kind of thing under such circumstances was not only offensive, but also described as betraying her savior.
To be fair, this kind of behavior was finally concocted by Rama and he died. Not only did Nasita not have sympathy, but she only felt that there was no problem in dying.
And after seeing the respect that people in other countries had for gods, he confirmed this answer even more.
Damn it indeed.
Such thoughts only rolled around for a moment.
There is no need to have too high requirements for the dead, and Rama did not have the idea of finishing the task when doing things.
He ordered the six sages to be killed according to their surnames. If it were not for Nasida's obstruction, this political revenge would even harm their students and even their students' relatives and friends.
Rama was not afraid of the trouble they might cause.
But things like killing people are meant to solve troubles, not to create them.
If you don't kill them cleanly, you will only create trouble for yourself.
Well, so I still want Rama.
He is my thing, I must get it back!
(End of chapter)
